Unofficially Dead

UNOFFICIALLY DEAD - Written by Carroll Bryant

I let my conscience be my guide 

I live my life as if I'm never gonna die

But I did and I'm onto a better life

Or so that's what they say

They said

I was proclaimed a husband to my wife

This is right about the time that I realized

I was unofficially dead

There are so many things I longed to be

Her arms began to stopping me

Now there are so many dreams that I still dream

With her I can no longer see

People give me advice

They can't even save their own pathetic lives

They can't even save their children from the crocodiles 

They let them go outside and play

Unsupervised with pedophiles

They live off of their own lies

And to me they made their bed

They know they surely lied

They are unofficially dead

I let my conscience be my guide

I live my life but I don't know why

I go out of my head

I have myself a wife

And now I'm unofficially dead

There are no reasons for me to dream

My nuptials make me want to scream

I don't think that I can breathe

My brain lacks activity 

I wish that I could leave

I step outside my door and look up to the sky

I don't want this anymore

Tears fall from my eyes

I am married to this world

Owned by a wife

And I break my daily bread

Listed as unofficially dead

No one can help me now

I am so far down

Living in my dread

Total regrets 

Looking for a hand

Maybe I'm not a real man

Maybe not yet

Because I'm unofficially dead

I let my conscience be my guide

I let my sorrow be my lonely bride

I'm half awake

I'm half alive

Unofficially I have died

I let my conscience be my guide